Hold on, gang, pow, pow, pow, pow
Hold on, hey, hey
Hold on, pow, pow, pow, pow, huh
Gang, gang, hold on
Ayy, ayy, ayy, lowkey I’m the hardest lil’ nigga that came in this ho
And I got a name in the foe, I was broke, but it feel like I made it before
Quincho too cold could’ve came with a coat, wet that bitch up, should’ve came with a boat
Brand new AR really came with a scope, I was gettin’ out them bo’s and it gave me some hope
A whole lot of choppas, a whole lot of money with me
Niggas dissin’ on us really funny to me, I was broke than a bitch with like nothin’ to eat
I just fuck on that ho then I fuckin’ repeat, I know niggas mad ’cause they fuckin’ with me
She a diamond to a boy but she ugly to me, run the racks with this money, ain’t nothin’ to me
That boy silent and he don’t speak, now that boy violent and he gon’ tweak
Take her to the island and she gon’ freak, lowkey I be vibin’, don’t need no beat
One thing fo’ sho and they know me and see me, still from the foe, got a dub and some dickies (I promise)
These niggas broke and they silly, I’m far from a sucka but she wanna lick me
Cannot walk in a show with no blicky, you play around with us and it won’t end pretty
Snap like a ho just for thinkin’ it’s friendly, a whole lot of racks, I can never be picky
Rubbin’ the runts and the yo and the sticky, think I’m a ho, get smoked like Phillie
Standin’ on 10k so a nigga won’t get me, choppa a model, it came with some titties
Ayy, ayy, ayy, lowkey I’m the hardest lil’ nigga that came in this ho
And I got a name in the foe, I was broke, but it feel like I made it before
Quincho too cold could’ve came with a coat, wet that bitch up, should’ve came with a boat
Brand new AR really came with a scope, I was gettin’ out them bo’s and it gave me some hope
A whole lot of choppas, a whole lot of money with me
Niggas dissin’ on us really funny to me, I was broke than a bitch with like nothin’ to eat
I just fuck on that ho then I fuckin’ repeat, I know niggas mad ’cause they fuckin’ with me
She a diamond to a boy but she ugly to me, run the racks with this money, ain’t nothin’ to me
I’ma tell y’all somethin’ niggas didn’t know, niggas talking and giving out info
And this ho wanna fuck on the Quincho, she give throat ’cause there’s mud on the window
Boss bitch only hang with a Kim foe, she come clutch when it’s time for the rando
I turn her house white into an N foe, but they plottin’ so I keep a stick close
It ain’t hot as these bitch niggas know that, steady pittin’ my foot where they throat at
How you rappin’ ’bout iron, it ain’t blow that? We on messages, just dump it and pole that
Sippin’ drinks so don’t pas me the mole yet, big pockets they bigger than 4x
I’ve been rappin’ three years and I’m on that, snipe a nigga long distance, free Kodak
Ayy, ayy, ayy, lowkey I’m the hardest lil’ nigga that came in this ho
And I got a name in the foe, I was broke, but it feel like I made it before
Quincho too cold could’ve came with a coat, wet that bitch up, should’ve came with a boat
Brand new AR really came with a scope, I was gettin’ out them bo’s and it gave me some hope
A whole lot of choppas, a whole lot of money with me
Niggas dissin’ on us really funny to me, I was broke than a bitch with like nothin’ to eat
I just fuck on that ho then I fuckin’ repeat, I know niggas mad ’cause they fuckin’ with me
She a diamond to a boy but she ugly to me, run the racks with this money, ain’t nothin’ to me
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